Goodbye (Jen's Ben)
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angelatsng Sixteen 🦋
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Jen regrets for shutting him out. She never got a chance to see him again.

Goodbye (Jen's Ben)

written by angelatsng Was Jen's decision to shut him out actually right?

It is a bright and sunny Saturday morning. Sunlight shone brightly through the windows of the room, the light never bothers my sleep. It was then, I was woke by the sound of the dog barking.

"Woof! Woah..." my pet dog made that adorable sound as she turned to lead my eyes to a direction, showing me what she saw. I looked. It was Ben, standing at the window.

He gave me a nervous smile. I exhaled with a breath of laughter. I walked towards the door and opened it. There, I see him carrying a small bouquet of roses in his arms. "For you, my love."

"Awh, thank you." With that, I gave him a kiss on the cheek. He then sighed. Instead of turning red, his cheeks turned blue. Instead of affection, sorrow filled his eyes.

"What's wrong?" I asked, wanting to know. "It's Valentine's Day. It's a special day for us." He hesitated before he decided to say- "Jen, we need to-" My eyes widen in fear. "We need to talk."

"Jen, I'm leaving. My parents are making me move to California. And they have arranged an engagement for me with a girl named Kylie. I'm sorry, Jen. I just want to be honest with you."

I gasped in pain after hearing what I know now. "Let's spend the time we're going to have left together," he smiled gently. "No! Go away! You can't do this to me, after so many years-!"

I moved away as he tried to touch my shoulder, avoiding his touch from then. "Jen, please.." He pleaded. "You know you are going to marry her anyways." I shook my head in disbelief. "Goodbye."

I ran back to the house, shutting him out as he kept knocking on the door and begging for me to open it. If I let myself to love him deeper, and to lose him, my heart will never be cured in time.

Day by day, he knocked on my door, but I never let him in. A week passed, then a month. Then months became a year. That's only when I got back to feeling alright. Going back to work like before.

Three years passed, sometimes he will appear in my dreams. And dreaming about him had left me crying in the morning. I hope it didn't end up this way. I regret for what I've done three years ago.

I should have spent the last moments with him. I should have opened the door, let him in, when he came back every day to knock, and it lasted for a week.

Romance fictions, I envy how they ended up happy. And so, I learnt that loving someone is to fight for them. Not to walk away from the them. Hold them in your arms and never let them go.

— The End — I hope you enjoyed reading this short love story that I wrote. =) Check out my other stories too! Wattpad - AngelaTsngOfficial Instagram - angelatsng

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